Heres one, I'm not sure if this has been tried before, but lets write a bondage story, I'll start, the next poster carries it on a bit, and so on, the rules are:
ONLY POST ONE SENTENCE
NO POSTING TWICE CONSECUTIVELY
YOU ARE ALLOWED TO POST MULTIPLE TIMES BUT YOU MUST WAIT FOR SOMEONE TO POST ANOTHER SENTENCE BEFORE YOU CAN POST AGAIN.
Here goes...
It was cold, dark, and she could feel the ropes on her ankles and wrists holding her down, she didn't know where she was or how she got there.
The only sounds she could hear were her own breaths and of drops of water falling into a puddle nearby.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
She tried to stand up to see any familiar landscape, and that is when she realized that her vision had been reduced to a mere glaze, by what seemed to be a pantyhose mask!
It caused her to jump in surprise, jerking hard against the bonds that held her fast.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
Her breath and pulse quickened as she heard a door creak open and the footsteps enter the room where she was imprisoned.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
The rattling and scraping drew near, and as she trembled and squirmed in panic, a bright light came on, blinding her temporarily, and when her eyes adjusted, she froze in horror when she saw the nightmarish metal instruments of torment that the man had brought in.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
Then she felt the nightmarish metal instrument being wrapped around her waist and around her neck, which held it in place and prevented her from looking up, down, left or right!